A newer version of Cynic's first ever fanfic. Almost completely done over from scratch... or will be when it gets finished. A morning incident prompts Dora to assign a babysitter to watch Isaac before he destroys their house. Guess who? Mudshipping mainly

Cynic:
"Ugh,
maybe I should've kept them in the box…" (Gets
fried, frozen, thumped and shocked to unconsciousness)

Minis:
"Hehehehe…"

Real
Life Geek: "I
don't own Golden Sun."

Cynic:
"Again,
who the hell
are you?"

Real
Life Geek: "The
person who could make you watch Pikachu's Vacation over and over."

Cynic:
"I'm
good."

What should be
different about Version 2?

Version
2 should be more canon than Version 1. You'll see what I mean.

Fluff
will be toned down just a tad.

Copyrighted
material will make sense this time. Hopefully.

No
English Sailor Moon references for sure. (Although I maintain that
it was appropriate in the old version. Golden Sun shouldn't even
have anime, let alone the Japanese stuff.)

An
attempt at balanced romance among the shippings in the story. But
Mudshipping will be the priority.

Reasons for a Version 2

Version 1 was a rush job at best and left me with too little to work on in Mercury Matchmaker.

There was no way Sheba should've been the owner of a company at age 15, no matter how many people she bribes with her Mind Read. It just doesn't make sense.

English Sailor Moon.

The copyrighted material I borrowed for Version 1 didn't make sense either. (I like to say 'make sense' a lot, don't I...)

The whole "Shrine of Mia" "Shrine of Isaac" stuff in Version 1... gag...

And the 98 Degrees song at the end. For sure.

Lord
Cynic: "Without
further ado…"

Babysitter Mia

Chapter 1: The beginning to
lots of weird stuff

Approximate
time: 11:02am

One
morning in the generally peaceful town of New Vale, a certain group
of teenagers were on their way to wake up their friend.

"We're
nearly there, guys," Garet whispered. Behind him, Jenna, Mia, Ivan
and Sheba nodded soundlessly and followed him through Isaac's
house. Dora was nowhere to be seen (rumour had it she was running a
nursery nowadays). Therefore, as long as everyone was discreet,
Garet's Operation Wake-Up Call could be pulled off without a hitch.

As
the group ascended the stairs towards Isaac's room, Ivan woke up.

"Why
are we doing this anyway?"

"Because," Garet
muttered, "we can." What he tried not to think about (darn
Jupiter brats and their mind-reading abilities) was the time Isaac
had given him a rude awakening. It had involved a stone spire, a
ceiling and a painful headache – not a pleasant experience. Now, he
didn't need the others to help him (except maybe Mia if he stuffed
up), the live audience was just good to have.

When
the party reached Isaac's bedroom door, Garet shushed everyone with
a finger to his lips before edging the door open. He smirked before
forming a fireball in his hands. The plan was to burn Isaac's
clothes off, exposing him to the world. That would teach him for
ruining Garet's second favourite thing in the world (first being
eating).

"Wait,
what are you doing?" Mia whispered urgently. She was always the
mother hen of the Golden Sun adventure, using her Mercury psynergy to
heal most of the injuries. For reasons mostly unknown to her,
however, every time Isaac had gotten hurt or was in danger, her heart
had skipped a beat. The first occasion had been in Mogall Forest when
Isaac had been knocked out temporarily by the Killer Ape that had
surprised them. From then on, she'd always been by his side during
almost everything. Some call it cute, others call it clingy. Cough…

"Don't
worry, I've done this before," Garet answered in an attempt to
comfort her. Of course, that wasn't very reassuring, and Jenna
clocked him over the head for it. He squatted painfully, clutching
his head in agony and Ivan and Sheba smothered their laughter at his
misfortune. "What was that for?"

Jenna
scowled. "Don't say that in front of Mia! You know how she gets
when it's about Isaac!"

Mia's
sixth sense told her Jenna was suggesting something she wouldn't
like, and expressed as such in an innocent "What do you mean?" To
her dismay, Jenna just shrugged and smiled while the others whistled
idly. She let it go momentarily, choosing instead to open the door
further and tiptoe into Isaac's room on her own.

The
curtains were closed, so the late morning sun had no effect on the
slumbering blonde. Mia stared at the content expression on his face,
so uncommon during the Golden Sun journey. She was used to seeing him
so sombre, so serious on their quest that she often wondered what he
would look like if he smiled and laughed on a regular basis. Garet,
being the comic relief, provoked a chuckle now and then, but it
always seemed like Isaac's mind was preoccupied on his duties as
the leader and the angers of the two-year long quest. To witness him
as relaxed as he seemed to be at the moment was a treat to Mia.

"It's
been two years since we first met, but this is the first time he's
looked so young," she thought, he gaze unwavering. A rosy blush
coated her cheeks and she reached out to stroke Isaac's spiky
golden hair. She was so engrossed in her actions that she failed to
see the wide-eyed spectators standing by the doorway, or the pair of
strong blue eyes that were open.

When
she was focussed enough to notice, she said so with a startled shriek
and jumped back from the bed as if it shocked her with an electrical
spark. Her blush occupied her entire face – as well as her ears and
neck – as she watched Isaac sit up in bed. Oddly, he was clutching
the house key around his neck close to his chest and his (in Mia's
opinion) enticing blue eyes appeared to be glassy and unfocussed.

"Key
that holds the power of the stars," he chanted in an unnaturally
high voice, and creeping everyone out, "reveal your true form
before me! Release!" (1)

The
key hovered above his head ("So that's
where the Hover Jade went," Sheba muttered) and Mia and the others
watched as it twirled in midair for no reason at all. When it stopped
and returned to its original resting place, Isaac was holding his
Gaia Blade that just came out of nowhere. The bizarre thing was he
was also dressed in a jester costume that not even Kibombo could
conjure up.

Mia,
as well as Jenna and strangely enough Sheba, took one look at Isaac
and had to balance themselves on inanimate objects to keep from
getting dizzy after seeing how… tight-fitting the clothes were.
Garet took one look at Isaac before turning around and grasping his
groin awkwardly. Ivan took one look and was painfully reminded of a
traumatic bath experience with Master Hammet way back when (no
paedophilia here, folks).

Everyone
was so preoccupied with their own problems that they were startled by
a sudden cackle. They snapped back to attention just in time to hear
Isaac mutter in a disturbing, garbled voice "Such a pity… such a
pity…" (2)

"Er,
Isaac?" Garet spoke up hesitantly. "Are you all right, man?"

The
only response he got was another "Such a pity" before the
possessed blonde raised his sword into the air. Everyone watched with
intrigue – until the Gaia Blade roared menacingly, sending everyone
into a panic. They barely managed to dive out of the way as a massive
Ragnarok that erupted from the glowing sword and gulped nervously.

"Isaac,
what are you doing?" Ivan asked desperately before scrambling away
from another attack.

"Has
he ever been like this?" Sheba queried, not having known Isaac long
enough to know his peculiarities. She screamed when a Grand Gaia flew
at her, only to be saved by Flash, one of Garet's Djinni. (For the
record, the mystic powers that be – fanfiction – decided that the
room would receive no damage from the earth-shattering assault.) The
flaming red Djinn's force field protected everyone from Isaac's
spaz attack – everyone except Mia, who was trying to get close to
the psychotic blond.

"Mia!"
Sheba yelled, "Don't do it!"

"He's
insane!" Garet agreed. "Insane in the membrane!"

"Insane
in the brain!" came from Ivan.

"Insane
in the membrane!"

"Plenty
insane, got no brain!" (3)

"Shut
up, you too!" Jenna screamed. They did.

Isaac,
even in his possessed state, sweatdropped lightly, and Mia refused to
back down. She stared him in the face, and he stared back with a
deranged smirk and his Gaia Blade in his hands. Their staring contest
lasted for about two minutes before Mia pulled her trump card – a
photo from inside her robe. She held it without showing it to Isaac,
whose smirk dropped instantly and was replaced by a dubious frown.

"What
is that?" he asked, his voice almost returning to normal. His eyes
widened and his mouth fell open in mortification when Mia flipped the
photo over so he could see it. "Where did you get that?"

Mia
smiled sweetly and, sensing the absence of Isaac's murderous
intent, Flash retreated back to Garet's pocket. The other stood
around, dumbstruck by the change in atmosphere and curious to know
what Mia had that could horrify Isaac so much. They didn't know
what to be more surprised about: that docile, amiable Mia would have
blackmail, or that she would use it. In the end, it didn't really
matter as long as they weren't going to die; otherwise, well, Jenna
would definitely blame Garet.

Mia
sensed that Isaac was reverting back to normal, and called to Ivan to
use a Sleep spell. The Jupiter boy complied immediately, sending the
spores Isaac's way. Isaac blinked furiously, before succumbing to
its effects, dropping the Gaia Blade and falling onto his bed. He was
out like a light, and Mia had to repress a blush at how cute he
looked, sleeping like a baby. She stashed the incriminating photo
into her robe as everyone retreated quickly, leaving Isaac to rest.

A
few minutes later, everyone bar Isaac was seated in the kitchen. They
were certain the sleeping spell would give them at least five
minutes, and that he would be sane when he woke up. Nevertheless,
everyone was a little jittery at they sat around the kitchen table.
There was, however, one crucial issue to discuss.

"Okay,
spill it, Mia. Where'd you get the blackmail?"

Well,
sort of. Mia huddled on her seat, dwarfed by her interrogators. She
never wanted to reveal the photo in the first place (no one would
take her precious) but a last resort was a last resort. She
subconsciously buried it deeper inside its hiding place and racked
her brain for a way to distract her friends.

"I've
never seen him wear anything like that before," Jenna added before
blushing and covering her mouth to hide her giggles. The others
simultaneously stared at her. It was just as well, since Mia's
scathing glare would've put the spotlight back on her.

"I
tried reading his mind," Sheba said, directing everyone's
attention to her. After a slightly exaggerated pause, she shook her
head and said "Nothing, not a thing. It was as if his mind was
completely blank or closed off."

"How
is that possible?" Garet blurted incredulously. The voice inside is
head and growled out, "I have to find out how he does it!"

"Even
if he knew what he was doing, I doubt he'd tell anyone," Ivan
said, before adding smugly, "So tough luck, mind fodder."

Garet
blanched and after a few seconds asked in a low voice, "I said that
out loud?"

A
chorus of "Yes" hit him like an anvil and he hung his head
pitifully. That was when a cheerful voice called out "I'm home
for my morning break, darling!" from the front door. The group
turned their heads in time to see Dora join them in the kitchen
dressed in gardening clothes and covered slightly in dirt.
Immediately they all stood up from their seats and bowed politely.

"Good
morning, Ma'am!"

Dora
looked surprised but smiled genially as she placed her gloves on the
kitchen counter. She turned to face the young adults and wagged a
finger at them half-chidingly. "Now, now, I've told you all
before: call me Dora, "Ma'am" makes me sound so old."

"Yes,
Dora," Garet, Jenna, Ivan and Sheba responded sheepishly. When they
realised a voice was missing, they turned to Mia. Her eyes were
wandering frantically as if trying to find something or someone. Her
hands were folded on her lap as per usual, but a keen eye would
detect an occasional finger twitch. Clearly, she was very concerned
about looking for that something or someone.

"Mia?"
Dora spoke up. She walked in front of the blue-eyed, blue-haired girl
and placed a hand on her shoulder. She chuckled when Mia visibly
jumped, her eyes widening and her cheeks reddening. "Are you all
right, dear? You look distracted."

"We're
not entirely sure, but I think he has sleeping problems," Ivan
deduced. Everyone waited for him to explain. "Sheba said she
couldn't read his mind, and no, I don't think I would've been
able to either." Garet shut his mouth at that. "His eyes looked
weird as well. They went from being their usual blue to being almost…
grey."

"His
voice was different, too," Sheba noted. "Sort of high-pitched and
garbled and just weird."

"I'm
still surprised Mia was able to stop him," Garet butted in,
reviving the Mercury adept's most dreaded subject.

"Oh?"
Dora smiled curiously. Mia blushed and looked away. "Well, as long
as he's safe. So is he still in his room?"

"Yeah,"
Jenna replied. "I still have no idea where he got that jester
outfit from…"

"Jester
costume?" Dora was intrigued – her son almost always wore the
same tunic day in and day out. He hated to be without it. "So how
did he look?" No one noticed the gleam in her eyes or the
mischievous tone of her voice.

"He
looked hot," the three young women answered in identical dreamy
voices. They blushed terribly and buried their faces in their hands
in vain attempts to disguise their collective embarrassment. The boys
lasted about three seconds before falling off their chairs and
laughing themselves into stomach cramps.

They
were promptly beaten into unconsciousness by a seething brunette and
blonde.

"I'm
so glad!" Dora said excitedly. The girls stared at her. "My son's
such a heartthrob! I was worried because he's so shy and quiet. But
now he has three girls after him…" She wiped a tear from her eye
which the girls couldn't tell was real or not. "I'm so proud of
him."

"It's
not like that," Jenna, Mia and Sheba objected with renewed
embarrassment.

"It's
not?" Dora's brows furrowed slightly. She observed them closely.
"He never tells me anything, you know. I think he's at a
rebellion phase…" She leaned in deviously. "So who's his main
squeeze?"

The
girls glanced at each other, sending silent mental messages amongst
one another. After a moment, Jenna said, "Mia."

"Are
you sure?" Dora asked with a hint of disappointment in her voice.
"You're such a nice girl, after all. You two would make such a
cute couple."

"I
don't know about that," Mia mumbled, looking away. She ignored
Jenna and Sheba, who were grinning smugly, in favour of staring at
the stairs. "Isaac might still be asleep. Should someone go and
check on him?"

"Make
the guys do it," Jenna demanded automatically. The boys in question
groaned as they regained consciousness, only to find the brunette in
their faces. Garet blushed but it went unnoticed. "Guess what,
boys? You're gonna go get Isaac for us!"

Garet
and Ivan looked at each other, then at Jenna, and said "No way."
Two Dragon Fumes and a Spark Plasma from Jenna and Sheba were all it
took to send them on their merry way.

"Do
you always do that?" Dora asked, frowning slightly. When Jenna and
Sheba nodded simultaneously, she and Mia sighed, wistfully and
exasperatedly respectively. "I remember how it was with Kyle. I
can't use Psynergy like you can, mind you. Even so, one patented
Dora Death Glare was all I needed to keep him in line." She winked
at Mia who instinctively coloured at the suggestive gesture. "If
you like, I could teach it to you. I'm sure that a Dora Death Glare
from you would be very effective."

Mia
blushed but seriously considered what it would be like to have Isaac
doing whatever she wanted him to do. The naughty part of her mind
filled her thoughts with images of Isaac pampering her and catering
to her every need and desire.

"Isaac!
Teach that traitor Alex a lesson!"

"Yes,
Mistress Mia. I live to please and serve you."

She
was flung from her fantasy of Isaac skewing Alex through the privates
with a Ragnarok by Garet making a trumpet fanfare with his mouth. She
turned in his direction just in time to see Isaac descend the last
step of the stairs. He was wearing his trademark tunic and, if his
drooping eyes were any indication, a veil of drowsiness over him. Mia
wondered if Isaac was getting any normal sleep since the return to
New Vale as Dora ran and engulfed him in a tight embrace despite his
lethargic state.

"Good
morning, darling!" the blonde woman greeted enthusiastically. When
he began to wriggle and protest she simply tightened her grip.
Everyone around them laughed at his discomfort. "I've been so
worried about you! I heard you've been having trouble sleeping. Why
didn't you say anything?"

Isaac
finally slipped out of Dora's grasp and rubbed his eyes. "What do
you mean? I don't remember anything until Garet woke me up by
sitting on me." He, along with Jenna, Sheba and Mia glared at the
tall redhead who laughed nervously and backed away. When the awkward
silence ended, he turned to the others. "What's Mom talking
about?"

To
his surprise, everyone refused to meet his eyes. His own narrowed
slightly as he repeated the question. Finally, Ivan said, "You kind
of… tried to kill us."

"What?"
Isaac was stupefied. "But I was asleep the whole time!"

"Um,
not exactly," Jenna said. She went on to explain the events of the
morning, with help from the others. At Mia's silent insistence, she
left out the part about the photo but had to… embellish the truth.
Something about falling of the bed. "So when Ivan put you to sleep,
we came down here. And that's pretty much it."

Isaac
was frozen on the spot and you could see the voices in his head
talking back and forth:

"O
RLY?"

"YA
RLY!"

"NO
WAI!"

"YA
WAI!"

"R
U SHUR?"

"SHUR
M SHUR!"

"KENT
B!"

"STFU!"

"WTF?"

"GTFO!"

"IMHO…"

"BBQ!"
(4)

Ahem.

"Oh
dear," Dora said. She had been horrified by what had transpired in
Isaac's room and her hand was on her chest, over her heart. "He's
never been like that before, even after the Mt. Aleph incident 5
years ago."

"Yeah,"
Garet agreed. "I thought we were gonna die."

"If
we did, I was going to blame you for it," Jenna deadpanned.
Everyone else laughed at Garet's expense as he hung his head.

"What
do we do, then?" Isaac asked. "I don't remember a thing, and if
it happens again I could end up killing all of you."

"I
have an idea!" Dora said suddenly. Everyone turned to her and
sweatdropped at the twinkle in her eyes. "Mia! Congratulations on
your new job as a babysitter!"

"Of
course!" Dora said, beaming. "Oh, but that means you'll have to
move out of the inn, won't you, Mia? Well, it's a small price to
pay for free room and board, right?"

Just
to clarify, the non-locals among the group were semi-permanently
shacked up in the town inn. They paid for their rooms by doing daily
Psynergy shows in the town square: Mia with her Froth Spiral and Ice
Missile; Ivan with Typhoon and Shuriken; and Sheba with Angel Spear
and Flash Bolt. People paid generally to watch their shows, so often
they had more than they needed for rent, which left money free for
whatever they wanted.

Back
to the story.

"Wait,
Mom!" Isaac interjected. He was getting more flustered by the
second. The thought of Mia
babysitting him… it took all his willpower just to push down the
blush. "Where's she going to sleep? We don't have any extra
bedrooms!"

"In
your room, of course," came the response in a "Duh!" fashion.

"Looks
like you're sleeping on the couch, buddy," Garet commented as he
clapped Isaac on the shoulder. The blonde scowled half-heartedly at
him.

"This
sounds like a bad marriage," Ivan mumbled, frowning in thought.
"Next thing you know she'll be giving him baths before he goes to
bed every night."

Isaac
and Mia blushed darkly and Jenna and Sheba giggled as Dora made a
clicking sound with her tongue. "No, no, that won't do," she
said, wagging her finger. "There will be no sex out of wedlock in
this house, or getting naked in front of each other, period."

"Why
are we talking about… about…" Isaac bit his tongue (quite
painfully) before blurting out, "that?
It's not like we're even dating, anyway…"

Typically, only the
females noticed the briefest disappointment flash across Mia's
face. Isaac was still embarrassed about the whole situation – Garet
wasn't helping with his badly-timed wisecracks and raised eyebrows
and Ivan was planning something, he was sure of it. The erratic
beating of his heart compounded his problems. He wasn't sure was
what causing it, even as he glanced at Mia and felt a tug on his
stomach and a twitch in his mind.

Wait
that was Ivan trying to read his mind.

"Knock
it off," he growled after thumping the Jupiter adept on the head.
As the younger blonde fell to the floor in slightly exaggerated pain,
Isaac sighed and looked around. He saw Garet trying to talk to Jenna,
but she was blowing him off for some reason.

He
probably torched her dress in public or something.

Sheba
was tending to Ivan, or that's what it looked like. They were
huddled together and talking in hushed voices. Isaac turned away from
them quickly, not wanting to know what they were up to. The way they
were smiling was disconcerting and he was pretty sure he heard
"locked in a closet" at one point.

His
eyes finally rested on Mia and his mother. He was surprised and a
little freaked out when he saw them staring at him. His mother was
discreetly mouthing, "Go on" behind Mia's back, and Isaac had
to suppress another blush and the urge to raise an eyebrow. The
aforementioned blue-haired young woman had her head ducked seemed to
still be looking at him. For the life of Isaac, he didn't know why
the coy expression on her face made her look gorgeous.

But
then, he always thought she was. Didn't he?

"Isaac?
What-What's wrong? Why… are y-you…"

Isaac
snapped out of his thoughts to discover his hands on Mia's scarlet
cheeks and their faces millimetres apart. He literally jumped back
and turned away, his own cheeks a flaming crimson. He had no idea
what he had been doing. All morning he'd been asleep – well, he
thought he had been – and now with the whole babysitter thing and
the gorgeous Mia thing… well, the last part would be his little
secret.

Suddenly, he'd
realised something that he was probably denying for a long time. It
was as if the circumstances had been made to right a wrong before he
was too late.

"Mia,
I…" He paused for a moment before glancing pointedly at everyone
else, his mother included. "Guys, some privacy?"

"Um,
it's all right," Mia said before anyone could move (not like they
were going to anyway). "What were you saying?"

"Mia…"
Isaac shocked everyone by kneeling down in front of her and grasping
her delicate hand in his rough ones. He raised his head and blue eyes
met blue eyes as the others watched, enraptured by this unexpected
turn of events. "Mia, would you be…"

"Yes,
Isaac?"

"It
would be my honour if you…"

"If
I…?"

"If
you would be my…" Everyone was anticipating Isaac's words, not
believing what they were hearing. It was as if Isaac had been shot up
the backside by some stupid bow-wielding angel guy called Cupid or
whatever. Isaac himself was thinking, 'I
can do this… I just have to say girlfriend… it's not that
hard…' "Mia,
will you be my babysitter?" 'Horse
feathers.' (5)

The
Richter scale was pretty high when a collection of bodies hit the
floor after Isaac's proposal. Garet, Jenna, Ivan and Sheba
sweatdropped exaggeratedly and Mia's head drooped. The latter
recovered quickly, however, and faced Isaac with a warm smile.

"Yes,
of course," she said and as Isaac stood up Dora came over and
placed an item in her hand. She looked at it to find a key. "What's
this for?"

Dora
smiled. "It's an extra house key," she explained. "As soon as
you move out of the inn, you can move in here." She suddenly
clapped her hands and smiled excitedly. "Oh! This means I'll have
to get a bigger bed to replace the one in your room, Isaac dear."

"Huh?"
Isaac was baffled. "But… shouldn't my room have two single
beds?"

"Oh
no," Dora rebutted. "I think it would be a better idea for Mia to
be as close to you as possible."

Isaac
and Mia blushed at the implications and Isaac performed a fish
impersonation with his mouth. "What? But… you just said no…"

"I
trust you won't be having sex in my house until you're married,"
Dora said. Everyone except Isaac and Mia cracked up laughing as the
pair blushed even harder.

"Mooooooom!" Isaac
whined, provoking more laughter. He yawned deeply. "Ugh… I think
I'm still tired. I'm going back to bed."

"It's
almost the afternoon," Ivan noted. "At this rate you'll be
sleeping the whole day."

"I
think he needs it," Mia said. She timidly but firmly took Isaac by
the arm and led him upstairs. "Come on. I'll tuck you in… and
maybe sing a lullaby."

A
bewildered "What?" was heard from the second floor of the house
followed by a door slamming. A pregnant pause reigned supreme for
several minutes until Sheba interrupted it with a cough. She
attracted everyone's attention and blushed under their gazes.

"Should
we go?" she asked. "There's nothing else we can do here."

"That
might be a good idea," Jenna agreed. Garet opened his mouth but she
stared him down. "Got a problem with that?"

"No,"
the male Mars adept answered quickly. He'd just remembered his
original reason for dragging everyone over in the first place. He
still wanted revenge (petty little man) but knew better than to
provoke Jenna. His goddess… "We'll see you later Dora."

"Okay
dears," Dora replied with a smile as she prepared a pot of tea. She
still had 20 minutes before her afternoon shift.

"Probably not," was
the cheerful response. She elaborated quickly, "Gotta go back to
work soon, and later I'll have to buy a new bed for Isaac's room.
Oh, I'm so happy!"

There
was a light chuckle among the group, and the young adults said their
goodbyes and left the house. "So, why did we come?" could be
heard from Ivan as the door was closing, followed by a terse "Yeah,
spill it!" from Jenna as it clicked shut. Eventually, the house was
silent, minus the bubbling of the tea in the kettle.

Dora
poured the tea into a mug a few minutes later. That was when the
front door opened and Kyle walked in, a working helmet on his head
and dirty overalls on his body. He spotted her immediately and walked
over and kissed her on the cheek. She smiled, kissed him back and
offered the cup of tea she had just poured. He accepted it gratefully
and took a sip before speaking.

"So
what have I missed? Has Isaac woken up yet?"

Dora's
smile widened as she began to explain the events of the morning.

Who
saw Kyle coming?

What's
the mystery photo Mia carries around?

Why
does she have it?

Will
Garet ever get his revenge?

Is
there a believable reason for Isaac's sleep schizophrenia this
time?

Most
of these questions will probably be answered when (if) Babysitter Mia
continues!

(1)
– I
don't own Cardcaptor Sakura. That was taken off the second movie:
The Sealed Card.

(2)
– I
don't own Dragon Quest 8. Come to think of it, Sakura wears
something like that jester costume in the second manga. What a
coincidence.

(3)
– I
don't own Insane in the Membrane. That's Cypress Hill's song, I
think…